You are my wife, don't doubt it!

At the same time, Xiao Yao also stood up with the help of the two bald men - or rather, he was carried up.

"I didn't intend to hide it from you, really." Xiao Yao said to Shen Jie who was half-squatting on the ground putting on her shoes.

"I know, I believe it, I'm not angry, go ahead." Shen Jie put on her shoes, stood up, and said in a friendly manner, stomping her feet lightly on the ground.

"Where is Yu Luying?" Xiao Yao looked at the opaque black glass of the black luxury car.

"The young lady has arrived." said a bald man.

Hearing the word "young lady", Shen Jie couldn't help but look at the bald man, and then at Xiao Yao.

"Please drop my...friend off at the hotel on the way." Since he had been caught, Xiao Yao had to be a little bit stubborn and asked shamelessly.

"Of course." The bald man opened the back door of the car and made a "please" gesture to Xiao Yao and Shen Jie.

"No need," Shen Jie refused stiffly, "I still want to... relax here."

The two bald men looked at Xiao Yao again, but Xiao Yao took a step closer and asked in a low voice, "Are you OK?"

"I'm really fine," Shen Jie raised her head and forced a kind smile: "Go ahead, tell me when you're done."

As he spoke, he gently patted Xiao Yao's face.

"Well, I'll go then." Xiao Yao said cautiously.

"Go!" said Shen Jie.

The girl watched the luxury business car drive away, the smile on her face gradually froze and disappeared, and then she squatted down on the spot.

She just lowered her head and buried it in her skirt, but suddenly she remembered that she was wearing a short skirt today, which would easily expose her body, so she stood up again.

Chapter 309 Inquisition?

2023-08-27

*This chapter is also called "The Hongmen Banquet?"

Xiao Yao had just been chatting with Shen Jie at the dock, and hadn't noticed that his cousin Xiao Er had quietly stood up - no wonder, after all, they hadn't been so close for a long time. Now sitting in the car, he realized that Xiao Er's head was a little wet, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed for him.

Of course, he doesn't have time to think about these things now.

The car was filled with Bach's music - it seemed to be "Aria on the G String", which Xiao Yao heard Yu Luying play. There was a driver in black clothes (luckily, this one had hair) sitting in the driver's seat. The car was driving very smoothly, and none of the three men in black spoke. The two bald men were sitting in between him, one on each side, which made Xiao Yao feel even more like he was kidnapped.

Suddenly, the boy had an idea: If he said that Yu Texuan sent him, then he must have been sent by Yu Texuan? What if it was really a bad guy who came to kidnap him under his name?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. But, what was the value of being kidnapped?

The distance of more than one kilometer, even including the journey to the underground parking lot, did not give Xiao Yao too much time to think about random things. When he saw the car driving into the Shengai Hotel, Xiao Yao's heart was already more than half relieved, and the rest was to think about how to deal with the adults of the Yu family - uh, the old man.

When the car stopped, the bald man in black invited him out of the car and took the elevator directly from the underground parking lot to the 27th floor.

Walking into this room, Xiao Yao felt as if he had walked through the corridor of time. In the antique Republican-style private room, the dim light sprinkled on the old-fashioned tapestries on the wall, adding a touch of tranquility to the room. The towering ceiling was inlaid with exquisite carvings, as if telling the story of the years. A row of old wooden windows gently introduced soft sunlight into the room through the half-drawn gauze curtains, forming a faint golden halo.

In the center of the room, a huge round dining table dominates the room. Made of fine mahogany, its surface is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting everything around it.

The table was filled with exquisite porcelain plates and silver dishes, with more than a dozen dishes on them. Boiled old hen, braised lion's head, Longjing shrimp, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, fried chicken, Huadiao drunken chicken... Of course, there were also bundles of hairy crabs, a plate of Australian lobsters, a turtle, a roasted suckling pig holding a small apple, and some seafood that Xiao Yao couldn't quite name, which he had seen or not seen in recent days.

These foods are delicious and not only do they emit a mouth-watering aroma, but they are also piled up to the point where there is almost no room on the table, as if they are showing off something.

Xiao Yao frowned slightly, remembering the Devil's Feast he saw when he played Baldur's Gate, which was almost like this.

He saw Yu Texuan and Yu Baolu, but failed to see Yu Luying.

Xiao Yao looked at the bald man who said "The young lady has arrived" in confusion, then looked at the white-bearded old man sitting at the innermost of the round table, and finally chose not to ask.

"Grandpa Yu, Uncle Yu." Xiao Yao greeted his host politely.

At the back of the table sat two elegantly dressed old gentlemen. One was a thin old man in a Zhongshan suit, with a white goatee and a kind look. He was holding a teacup and smiling as he savored the mellow aroma. The other was a man in a suit, with a crew cut and a beard. His face looked a bit fierce, as if it said "Stranger, please stay away."

This man was big and strong, with a crew cut and a gray beard, which reminded Xiao Yao of Shen Hongsheng when they first met.

"My dear friend Xiao Yao, I have been waiting for you for a long time." Yu Texuan stroked his goatee and said with a smile, "Sit down, sit down quickly."

The two bald men had pulled out a chair near the door. Xiao Yao nodded at them and sat down. Then, the two bald men stood behind the old man, one on the left and one on the right, like two iron towers.

"Would you like something to drink? Get it yourself." Yu Texuan extended a hand to Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao looked at the Maotai, old yellow wine, red wine with incomprehensible foreign language, Remy Martin, Orange Juice and Sprite on the table, thought for a moment, and poured himself a glass of 82 Sprite.

The young man stood up, offered a toast to the two elders, drank the Sprite in the glass, and then sat down.

"Please!" Yu Texuan said, and he and Yu Baolu picked up the chopsticks together.

Xiao Yao just sat there without moving.

Seeing that Yu Texuan and Yu Baolu had no intention of saying a prayer before the meal, he drew a vertical and a horizontal line on his chest and started muttering something.

A hint of satisfaction flashed across Yu Texuan's eyes: "Could Xiao Yao lead us in praying?"

Xiao Yao did not answer him immediately. Instead, he waited for another five seconds, said "Amen", made the sign of the cross, and then raised his head to answer.

The admiration on Yu Texuan's face increased by half a point: "My friend has a lot of the legacy of Saint Francis of Assisi."

Xiao Yao didn't know the story of Saint Francis of Assisi, so he could only say, "Grandpa Yu, Uncle Yu, you two are the elders, how can you let the younger generation come to lead?"

Yu Texuan said with a smile: "Just look! The last will become the first, and the first will become the last."

Xiao Yao nodded and said, "Luke 13:30."

The surprise on Yu Texuan's face could no longer be concealed: "My friend is not simple, not simple!"

Yu Baolu frowned slightly.

Xiao Yao did not start to lead the prayer immediately. He just glanced at the faces of the two black-clad bodyguards and said, "Excuse me, but these two uncles who brought me here are also church members, right?"

The four people opposite looked at each other, and then Yu Texuan nodded.

"Since we are all brothers and equal before God, why not invite them to sit down and enjoy the food the Lord has given us? There is so much food, and the three of us can..."

Yu Baolu's face changed and he seemed to be about to lose his temper, but was stopped by Yu Texuan.

Xiao Yao was also secretly worried whether he had used too much force. Fortunately, Yu Texuan just nodded slightly and said, "My friend, what you said is very true."

As he said this, he raised his head and winked at the two bald men.

The two bald men looked at each other, then hesitantly walked to the other side of the table and sat down.

"In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, Amen." Xiao Yao recited the prayer skillfully: "Lord, please bless us and the food you have given us, and we thank you for everything you have given us. May glory be to the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, as it was in the beginning, today, and forever, Amen."

Yu Texuan, Yu Baolu, and the bald people: "Amen!"

The three of them raised their chopsticks, but the two bald men were still sitting there stiffly. Yu Texuan looked at them again, and they finally picked up the new chopsticks that the waiter had given them.

After the waiter left, he closed the door. With a "click" sound, Yu Baolu finally spoke his first words: "My father said that you have the legacy of St. Francis. I think you are from St. Francis Middle School, right?"

"Yes," Xiao Yao nodded, "It used to be a church school, but later it was changed to a public middle school."

Yu Baolu sneered.

"Oh," Yu Texuan said, "the same school as Dayang."

"Actually," Xiao Yao said, "We are classmates."

"I see." Yu Texuan nodded.

"So what is your future volunteer development direction?" Compared to Yu Texuan's politeness, Yu Baolu seemed very impolite.

"Go on stage?" Xiao Yao said.

"Yes, it suits you very well," Yu Baolu said with a smile, "With your acting talent, you may have a future in this field."

Of course Xiao Yao understood that Yu Baolu was not praising him, but he could only laugh dryly.

I'd better be careful not to use too much force later, Xiao Yao thought.

Yu Texuan turned around and glared at Yu Baolu, and Yu Baolu remained silent.

"I heard from my son that you are planning to be baptized next Easter?" Yu Texuan asked while picking up some food.

"Yes." Xiao Yao was secretly puzzled in his heart, wondering how Yu Baolu knew this, and then he realized that this son of a bitch should refer to Yu Bo.

"How did you come into contact with faith?" Yu Texuan asked him.

Xiao Yao knew that the Inquisition had just begun.

Of course, I cannot truthfully answer this question by saying "to seduce your granddaughter".

Xiao Yao gave the answer he had prepared long ago.

"If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening." Xiao Yao said in a deep voice with a solemn expression.

He saw Yu Baolu's expression and felt that he had overexerted himself again. He quickly cleared his throat and said, "As for me, I have always been a person who likes to daydream since I was a child. I would think about questions such as where I came from, where I am going, and the meaning of life."

"Oh?" Yu Texuan said.

He repeated almost everything he had said to Yu Lihua in Chapter 186 - his philosophical thoughts since childhood, his fear of death, the purpose of the universe, his obsession with atomic physics, quantum mechanics, chemistry and string theory in junior high school. He told the whole thing in detail, observing Yu Texuan's expression and eyes as he spoke, believing that he was on the right path.

"Later, when I was in the second year of junior high school, I felt that a world with God would be better," Xiao Yao created a new plot to further enhance his subjective initiative: "In addition, I have liked reading famous Chinese and foreign literary works since I was a child. Through some foreign masterpieces, I came into contact with church elements. At that time, I was in the small town of Dongru and couldn't find a church. At that time, the Internet was not well developed around 00. I went to Xinhua Bookstore and private bookstores throughout Dongru, but couldn't buy a Bible. I had to buy a copy of The Story of the Bible by Fang Long and read it for two years as a Bible."

By the way, I discovered Fang Long’s "The Story of the Bible" by chance when I was shopping in Xinhua Bookstore with Shen Jie during the days when I was neighbors with Mei Yu.

Seeing the old man's touching expression, Xiao Yao felt a little morally guilty, but he had no choice but to finish the story: "After I came to Shanghai to study in high school, one time when I was eating in the cafeteria, I accidentally saw Yu Luying praying before cooking, so I chatted with her."

In fact, Yu Luying didn’t pray much in school—did she? I can’t quite remember.

"Later, she gave me the first Bible in my life," this half sentence was true, "and then she took me to the Sacred Heart Church opposite the school, and then I met Bo G... uh, Father Yu. Of course, because of this incident, and because she and I were both members of the literature club and the poetry club, we gradually became friends..."

"Okay, that's enough." Yu Baolu interrupted him impatiently: "I asked how you came into contact with faith, not how you tricked our big sheep into giving it to you."

"Uncle Yu, what you said is a bit inappropriate..." Xiao Yao thought about it and felt that it was better to argue with reason than to swallow his anger.

Yu Texuan raised his hand to stop the two of them and said, "I am touched by your sharing. By the way, I hope I am not being too rude or disturbing by inviting you today?"

Xiao Yao thought for a moment and replied, "To be honest, I was a little surprised at first, but considering my relationship with Dayang, it's not that surprising..."

"To be honest, for me, the decision to invite you was temporary and hasty," Yu Texuan stroked his white beard, "To be honest, I have been observing you during this period of time."

Xiao Yao pretended to be surprised and said "Ah", then waited for him to continue.

"I saw a young man with a sincere heart," Yu Texuan explained, "It was like I saw myself back then, hehe."

"I'm flattered." Xiao Yao was speaking the truth, because he felt that Yu Texuan wasn't being polite.

"You are a person who sometimes doesn't follow the rules, but you are very courageous. You are the kind of person who is willing to stand up and take practical actions for the right thing, regardless of worldly opinions," Yu Texuan commented. "Of course, I can see your piety and am happy about it. Your group leader, Mr. Li Teng, who teaches you history, your roommate, and many campers and logistics staff have all spoken very highly of you."

"I... don't deserve these comments." Xiao Yao said modestly with sincerity.

At the same time, he began to doubt whether his reputation was really as good as Yu Texuan said, and he even began to suspect that the old man was just being polite.

"So I want to get to know you, little friend," Yu Texuan concluded, "regardless of whether you and Dayang can be together in the future, I want to make friends with you regardless of age difference."

Xiao Yao stood up, and Yu Texuan pressed his palm down: "Sit, sit - eat the food, don't just chat."

Xiao Yao was indeed a little hungry, so he relaxed a little and took a few bites of food with his chopsticks.

"How long have you been with Dayang?" the unfriendly judge Yu Baolu spoke again.

"If we count from the time we established our relationship," Xiao Yao said honestly, "it's only been... about a month? We've been friends for about a year."

Just as Yu Baolu was about to say something, Yu Texuan took over the conversation: "To be honest, my dear friend, I invited you this time not only to make friends and chat, but also to ask you for a favor. Because I have found that you are a reliable person, I dare to make this request."

Xiao Yao hurriedly said, "Grandpa Yu, as an elder, you don't have to talk like that. It makes me feel embarrassed. If you have any instructions, please tell me directly. As long as it is something that the younger generation can do, I will definitely do my best to help you."

"Okay!" Yu Texuan laughed happily, "During the time you were dating Dayang, did she ever talk to you about her father?"

"Yes," Xiao Yao nodded, "From Yu Luying's, uh, and her mother's description, this father seems to be a...morally flawed person."

Oh no, why am I speaking like this old man, half-literate and half-vernacular?

"That's right," Yu Texuan stroked his white beard and said seriously, "As the ancients said, men are afraid of choosing the wrong profession and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. This little girl is inexperienced and could easily be fooled by others. At this time, we, as elders, must open our eyes and keep a close eye on our children to identify whether our son-in-law has a good character. What do you think, my friend, is wrong?"

"That's right, it's what I should do." Xiao Yao had no choice but to answer.

He caught a glimpse of Yu Baolu's half-smile in the corner of his eye, and felt that the old man was speaking with hidden meaning. The heart that had just been relieved a little was lifted up again.

Chapter 310 Why don’t you break up with Shen Jie?

2023-08-26

He caught a glimpse of Yu Baolu's half-smile in the corner of his eye, and felt that the old man was speaking with hidden meaning. The heart that had just been relieved a little was lifted up again.

After saying this, Yu Texuan stopped talking and began to concentrate on dismantling the crab in front of him.

With the grandeur of the Yu family and the old man's status, there was no need to personally open the crabs. But seeing the old man's complacency and Yu Baolu's indifference, Xiao Yao did not dare to ask further questions, and the scene fell silent for a while.